We must have proof of it at once.
MARION (indicating Marquis de Nangis, who is still holding Saverny in his arms).
Look at that old man, how he smiles and weeps!
LAFFEMAS.
Is that Gaspard de Saverny?
MARION.
What heart
Can question such a close embrace?
MARQUIS DE NANGIS (turning around).
You ask
If it is he—Gaspard, my son, my soul?
[To Marion.] Did he not ask if it was he, madame?
LAFFEMAS (to Marquis de Nangis).